I Got a Bubble Shirt For Christmas
I know you're wondering how I know what I got for Christmas. Well, let me explain.
My mother-in-law always gives me my Christmas present early. Usually around Thanksgiving. She is 73 and has the worst taste in the world. No matter how many times I tell her NOT to buy me clothing, she does anyway. On top of not respecting my request, she usually picks out the most hideous garment imaginable. So, I open her presents early, just so I can laugh or prepare myself. I sure wasn't prepared this year.
I gently opened the present and pulled out a tiny, red, puckered, polyester shirt. I was so confused. It looked like something you would put on a child's doll. The note enclosed told me it was a bubble shirt and that, she, my mother-in-law had two in black and white. I lifted it out of the box and gazed at it awestruck. There is no way to describe it. One size fits everyone. The fabric is shiny with all these raised fabric "bumps". I went into the bathroom and tried it on. Holy mother of mercy, it was the most hideous thing I have ever seen.
I brought it to work today so that everyone could see how awful it is. We all had fun trying it on and laughing. All of us laughed so hard that we were crying. So, for a totally horrible gift, at least it made us all laugh.
